The Spider

Hello little fella! hanging down from the roof Idolizing brave knights quite similar your spoof Oh going to weave again? Or it's just for fun? Little feet you have, working under the bright sun Running back and forth, driving professionally The transparent lines made by your work patiently Finishing your web to become firm like a wall Though many times to encounter error and fall The center point of abode certainly transform Quirky wall especially in night ready to form Calling the attention of your favorite meal Uncomfortable gun target the prey to kill Your strange beauty tailoring your suitors to loom An angelic quietness of yours preparing their tomb The pure work, modest tricks obtain your victory But move amiss, foes eat you complimentary Working hard endlessly can't stop the wind and rain Your brave spirit and entire strength ignore the pain The Spider by Elai Cee for "Along Came a Spider Entry Poetry Contest" under by Suzanne Delaney